Personal Blog of celebrated blogger and author of three books, Roma Gupta Sinha who has been felicitated with numerous awards and recognition for her candid thought-provoking writings including the coveted 'Woman of the Year 2015' and 'Planet Pride's Award 2018'

As
she was overwhelmed to reminisce how a long time ago her life was a pen and paper

Writing
and creating masterpieces that soothed her soul

This
was only what she has known from the age of four

Mommy
dearest always motivated her to the core

And
mom's princess resided safely and cozily in her writing world

Until
the day she lost her and also died her inspiration to jot

Overwhelming
tears and a broken heart locked the pen and paper forever in the drawer

In
the notebook that day was also shut

Her
mother's dream to see her carve her niche in the writing world...

That closed notebook was kept in the
same chest for years while the lovely Anna got caught in the everyday hustle
bustle of life. For the next decade and a half, having lost both her parents,
she worked extremely hard to make both ends meet. Later completing her
education part time, she got into a reputable job and mom's princess married her prince charming. Her precious half was a extremely worthy human being who agreed to
reside in her ancestral home which had all the memories of her mom. Together
they lead a beautiful life and by the grace of almighty were very respectful
and loving towards each other.

Anna now had everything one could boast
of and she juggled the dual responsibility of work and home quite well. Her
home sweet home was a heavenly abode and she always thought her mother would be
so satisfied to see her from above.

Mom's little angel who once loved her
dream world so much has grew up into a practical wise lady. Very seldom though
she experienced a void in the darkest hidden corner of her heart with mild
streaks of pain but she always immediately shunned the thoughts and got caught
in her everyday nitty gritties.

But she was destiny's chosen child
and things were undoubtedly meant to change. When wonderful motherhood arrived
and tinkled her soul, the deepest chords of her heart were struck with the
extreme divine feeling. Probably this was the time when the void too, in silent
steps, pleaded her to visit her once and this time, compelled enough, she agreed.

And thus she headed towards the same
chest kept in the terrace room. She gradually opened the drawer and pulled out
the shut notebook.

Tenderly
she wiped off heaps of dust piled on it

And
with trembling hands and eyes numb, opened the blank notebook...

She
could hear the silent moaning of her heart

For
this is what for years it has craved for

Summoning
all her courage, she grabbed a pen

And
like a free-flowing cascade poured out all her deep emotions

For
the first time words failed her to express

How
truly wonderful and satiated she felt

The
void was gone at the out pour of those straight from the heart words

And
the blank notebook mirrored her mom's dream to her

In the serenity of the blank page,

She found her heart's missing piece

Which created that void which ached

Elated she felt to get it back

Confident
she promised to her mom in heaven above

That
for her she now would never quit writing and carve her niche in the writing
world.